Inside Out

Inside out

I walk this world inside out

And what does it matter anyway?

They couldn’t separate

What they’ve known to begin

What they know from pages within

Their self-hate, shoved in their face

By those comfortable in one’s own skin

“Pariah!

Riddled with sin”

I’ll be just as transparent as they are

Paper thin

In resolve—

Hollow souls

Holding no more than what they can

Comfortably and

Discreetly absolve

This score,

It gets old

You tell us that only we choose

But such is apathy

To believe you're throwing a rope

While holding the end of a noose

"The Choice is yours."

Translation: How tight do you want the cord,

Fool

Passively aggrieved

Passively shook

Passing without even a second look,

A second thought—

I prefer it that way,

Need your help

Like I need your version of hell

Surprise,

This is it!

Such a short distance we fell!

One plane

One life

One existence on the edge of a knife

Just move along now

You who are vain and froth

With anticipation

These glorified, ambiguous indignations

You see the world as black vs. white

As if you’ve never been rife with guilt

Or built to spill with lust

As you lay awake at night

Wondering what was in it for Jesus

No accountability

No blame

No compromise

No shame

Down...

Down…

Down...

Goes your waning light

Nowhere but back to dust

Hide behind your Eucharist

And mistrust of Self

Always in mire, your thoughts

As they all talk at once

Couldn’t pick out a clear voice

Or distinguish an individual thought amongst

Hive mind.

Gnashing teeth, mincing words

Legion.

You’re all the same.

J.M.Liles ©️2021